Blind I Am - Poem by Uloia Norris Moore

A key without no door unlocks
By touch of success of life
Scattered not by the embers
Thus such is all he rembers

The void is cold no finery found
There any touch so felt there
Will find our way back
Rules or Laws
of which do you
speak
Time imortal
obedint to all


No pot that so drips
may hold
Forth life
Urgency is the
water of life



The weight of water
mesure thee in gold
Silver nor platnum
emerolds diamonds
Rubys I say
To know patience
yet pratice saith unto
Is the logical path
so to choose

Is Hope

Poems by Uloia Norris Moore

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